Elbows crushed and hoisted, ankles bound jointly, neck pulled down to my knees, hair bound to my arms, and a single raiment pin on my tongue to keep me from speaking. I hold this position for some other not many minutes until Martin unties me and me over to the platform - in a kneeling position with my hair secured to a hook for minimal movement and my face hole bound to the post.

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